Luyện nghe bài hát Gimmie One

Gilla House, it from the top like this ***

Yo, Redman In Business' like EPM
D whips I drive, I TV 'em
I tour New down, so B.B. King 'em
Found my way back like E.T. finger

I rock the arena, you know the
Get high, get drunk, a *** and chill
Eat a meal, back to the hood for more action
Promotin' Red Gone Wild with no

Doc get five on the mic like Joe
Foreign *** for my accent
Talk a boss, I can't complain
When I do it, it's big like Fulton in St.

I got City, even D.C. ***
all steal for me outta P.C. Riches
I like a pimp, but I'm far from one
Like Lil' Weez, I got army guns, 1, ***

1 and comes the 2 to the 3 and 4
And here the 3 to the 2 and 1
(Gimmie 1, ***)

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And here the 3 to the 2 and 1
(Gimmie 1, ***)

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And comes the 3 to the 2 and 1
(Gimmie 1, ***)
And comes the 2 to the 3 and 4

Yo, if you like me, *** you, I flex one muscle
Doc got more effects than Kung Fu
I'm uptown, the perk
Lookin cut clean, jeans, designer shirt

fell off, what the talks about?
I wasn't lettin y'all swim the shark was out
Rollin red carpet out, Jersey
Me and em together is like Seymour and Big Percy

I women from high school that picked on me
Now I see em, they all lick on me
I down homie, rock like Bon Jovi
I can work the like he, Brian Mobley

City boy, my flow is on fire
Disagree, I go in your like Botox
Pick up Rock, ***, we all cool
Hit the and ask, is the CL smooth? ***

1 and comes the 2 to the 3 and 4
And here the 3 to the 2 and 1
(Gimmie 1, ***)

And comes the 2 to the 3 and 4
And comes the 3 to the 2 and 1
(Gimmie 1, ***)

And here the 2 to the 3 and 4
And here the 3 to the 2 and 1
(Gimmie 1, ***)
And here the 2 to the 3 and

Yo, your style might be Parkay, but mine
*** can't break no bread, then why *** her?
I'm kinda homeboy, did I stutter?
I pop the umbilical on my mother

I jumped out the womb, I a whale
That's hard to harpoon, I need more
The hood love me, so I keep it gully
I got handsome, but my is still ugly

the treble out the track and I'll jet
The in my rhyme is longer than Ikea
I stay on my grind, but when I come up an Idea
The year, is over here

5 years I disappeared, but I'm back
And tell Nino and em that I'm crack
my bozack, middle finger is up
I got grandma givin it up, gimmie 1, ***

1 and comes the 2 to the 3 and 4
And here the 3 to the 2 and 1
(Gimmie 1, ***)

And here the 2 to the 3 and 4
And here the 3 to the 2 and 1
(Gimmie 1, ***)

And here the 2 to the 3 and 4
And here the 3 to the 2 and 1
(Gimmie 1, ***)
And comes the 2 to the 3 and 4